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Man I tell you what I've tried to tell you I'm stuck, 8 months passed and I never ever you a slut, Till that day you bailed the out on me and left with that guy, I don't even understand why, you and then lied, But I guess all girls just sit and ain't nothing to it, But I up and dealt with my influence and all the excuses, Had to come back upstairs and make lil sign of peace again, But before this we used to be the of every single friend, It all changes as the clock just goes tick again, You spit a 16 fuck that spit a 12, still beat you in creativity, flow and sales and everything else, My beats are the hottest and my are the modest what you know? What do you have when gone, The only thing you ever cared about is gone, And it's fucked up in world, only care about girls, and Ima, Tell you I do right now you got my word.
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Now I just wanna know what the you doing up in here? We already talked about this thing bout you gone be living, You should stay on side, around at the night, I wish I could tell you that big mistake that you made, nothing more I can say to your pretty lil face, Unless you really give me the time of day, And it's funny cause these jerks have the same style, As other Hipster on the same mile, know that I overcame my devil, Came up on the level, him in the heart, Way I even started this thing I call rap, So I can't be affected by on my back, I'm on I keep it moving forward and, My guitar weeps, The thing up for keeps, bitches want me to tell em, But my is a venom, You got a smirk on face, you are owning the place, But you a lil baby, I back and call you crazy.